Page 14 of Tempting Shadowed Hearts
I raise an eyebrow at her. “Might?”
Her eyes never leave mine as she moves her hand from my throat to my wrist. She ties the rope around it and pulls the other end through a hoop in the bedpost, stretching my arm out until I’m barely able to move it before she ties it off. “You’ve talked back to me. Now I get to decide if you’ve been punished enough.”
“By using bondage? Kinky—literally. I like it.”
She tsks at me, her gaze following her hand as she skims her fingers down my arm and across my chest, where she stops to play with my nipple for a moment before continuing down my leg. When she reaches my ankle, I’m practically squirming off the bed, dying for her to touch me. She knows how it’s affecting me, too, because when she ties up my ankle, a devious smile graces her lips. Once she’s satisfied with that knot, she walks around the bed to tie up my other arm and leg.
With each knot, my chest grows heavier and heavier. I love being tied up by my partners, but I absolutely hate not having an out. My first instinct is always to flee when things go awry, but being completely tied up doesn’t give me the ability to do that. Right now, I’m entirely at Adrestia’s mercy, and that scares the absolute fuck out of me. Although I don’t hate it, for some reason.
My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest when she ties the last knot. Her fingers move down my arm and start to pass by my shoulder, but she brings them back to my neck, where she lightly presses two fingers into my pulse point. “Is that from excitement or fear?” she asks in a sultry voice. “I bet you’re soaked either way.”
“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” I tease, knowing she’s right. Fear makes me so wet, and I’ve never understood why.
Her hand leaves my neck and then comes down on my exposed pussy, smacking it hard. I sharply inhale on impact, but a moan quickly follows. She doesn’t move her hand, though. Instead, she spreads me open and moves to pinch my clit, but stops when she feels my piercing. Her eyes widen, and a wicked smile spreads across her lips. I run my tongue piercings over my bottom lip and pull it between my teeth.
“I’ve never seen one like this before,” she says, moving closer to look at it.
“It’s not a common one. They call it the triangle piercing because it provides stimulation to the clit from the back and on both sides.”
The bed dips between my legs as Adrestia climbs onto it. She settles, spreading me open wider, and I lift my head the best I can to look down at her, only to find her licking her lips. Her pupils are blown wide as she looks up at me. She maintains eye contact with me as she lowers her mouth to my pussy, drawing the tip of her tongue excruciatingly slow up my soaked center. When she reaches my clit, she stops to play with my piercing. I buck my hips and cry out at the contact.
Just as fast as she started, she’s sitting up. I whimper and try to move my legs, needing more, but they won’t budge, so I groan out in frustration.
She’s got herself on her haunches, wiping off her mouth using the back of her hand with a damn smirk on her face. “You taste so fucking delicious, but as much as I want more, I have plans for you right now. Be a good girl and don’t move.” I huff out a breath, and she smacks my clit again. “Patience, little one.”
“Do you not remember me telling you that word isn’t in my vocabulary?”
“Well, you’re going to learn it today,” she says, climbing off the bed with that smirk still on her lips.
I pull at the ropes on each of my extremities out of pure desperation. None of them move. What makes matters worse is that Adrestia has my legs tied so far apart I can’t even rub my thighs together. This is torture, and I amnota fan. I guess that’s the point, though.
The lioness comes to stand beside me, placing some things on the bed. I can’t turn my head far enough to see what’s there, but I feel like she did that on purpose.
“Eyes on me,” she demands. I do as I’m told, and she praises me. “Good girl.”
I immediately melt into a metaphorical puddle because why wouldn’t I? Being called a ‘good girl’andhaving a woman as beautiful as the one before me saying ‘eyes on me’ is the hottest thing ever. There’s not much else that tops that.
Well, maybe if there were more than one of her. Hmm, I’ve never experimented with multiple partners, and now I’m curious.
Focusing back on the woman before me, I watch as she slowly undresses herself before me. By the time she lifts her shirt over her head, my pussy is throbbing, and there’s nothing I can do to relieve it.
When everything is finally on the floor, she grabs whatever it is she put on the bed and climbs up between my parted legs again. Her teeth worry her bottom lip as she stares down at the items in her hand. Now that I can see it, my heart stutters in my chest. The toy in her hands looks to be a double-ended vibrator—I can see the buttons from where I lie. One end curves up with a semi-bulbous tip, while the other end extends mostly straight out.
She pops the top off a bottle of lube and coats the curved tip. “Have you ever seen one of these?”
“N-no. Well, not in person at least.”
“They’re a lot of fun. I think you’ll really enjoy it,” she says with another smile playing at the corner of her lips.
I stay quiet, just watching her. She amazes me, especially with the fact that she’s always smiling or making jokes, even though she’s clearly been through a lot; the faint scars on her arms and sides speak to that.
My gaze drifts down to her breasts while she continues prepping the toy. Even with as muscular as she is, she’s got some really nice tits. They’re really perky—almost picture perfect—and not overly big for my small hands. Her sun-kissed skin, which amazingly shows no sign of tan lines anywhere, is the perfect contrast to her reddish-brown nipples. Through each peak is a silver barbell that most would consider boring, but I couldn’t disagree more; they’re so fucking sexy to me.
She draws my attention back to her when she tosses the bottle of lube back on the bed. Our eyes meet as she lowers the toy between her legs. I try to lift my head so I can watch her, but I’m tied down so tight I can’t see that far down. My gaze flies back to her face when she sharply inhales. She’s got her head thrown back, eyes closed, and lips parted, pushing her chest out even further. It’s hot as fuck.
After a moment, her eyes open back up—they’re nearly black because her pupils have taken over almost her whole golden iris—and return to mine. I’m caught off guard when her tail swishes up behind her. She takes that opportunity to fully seat the toy inside me with one swift movement, causing me to gasp and arch my back.
“This is about the only time I wish I had a dick of my own, but at least I’ve got this going for me,” she says, her tail slithering between us so it can play with my nipple.
